From a letter to me dated April 17, 2006 – epd
Fate just keeps on collecting dues. She is getting closer to where we are, to where I am especially. Many of our acquaintances have been singled out and claimed by her already. Soon, her knock will be at our door, to get me as her due. […]
From a letter to me, dated April 5, 2006 — epd
Who can read a crystal ball? But who can, since there seems to be none. Shakespeare knew, and he knew that dear Brutus, our fate is not in our stars, but in our weak hearts, that we are underlings. There is no star made for anyone […]
2a.m. 11 DEC. 71 SAT
Dearest,
I’m a little late writing and I’ll explain. Art and Dave made me agree to go out w/ them. On our way, they kept on kidding me that they would take me to a burlesque [probably the more common term nowadays is ’striptease’.–epd]. Since I know Dave to be responsible […]
9:45 A.M., 8 October 1967
Dearest Momsette,
I had no plan to write you today as I wanted to spend the whole morning in bed instead. However, I changed my mind quite suddenly after my breakfast. I was about to throw the table napkin that our plates are placed on every meal, when I thought it […]
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(Published in the SOCIAL SCIENCE DILIMAN (January-December 2007) 4:1-2, 137-140 137)
http://journals.upd.edu.ph/index.php/socialsciencediliman/article/view/1243/1277
IN MEMORY OF…
INSTITUTION BUILDER, GENTLE ACADEMICIAN,
NATIONAL SCIENTIST
ALFREDO V. LAGMAY
1919-2005
By F. G. David
He was about 43 years old when I first met him 43 years ago in June 1962. He looked younger than his age. His hair was cut, neither short nor long, combed for good, showing his […]
Casting about for something to post on our anniversary month, I reread fg’s letter of July 7, 1971, and I am reminded of this ‘trick’ of his to exchange our places with each other; i.e., to speak of me as if I were fg, and to speak of fg as if he were me. Sometimes, […]
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Continue reading about Protected: Excerpt from a letter written April 15, 2007
[There is a race to the finish between the chemicals in the ink of the pen fg had used to write me, and my eyesight, made worse by–like it or not–computers. So, while the ink is readable, and my eyes can still see the words, here’s another letter, which I had meant to post last […]
Continue reading about Letter from fg, on Valentine’s Day 1972
And yet it is true now that for a young man, being a radical may just reflect the fad. It was different in the whole fifties. Young Fruc was alone. The young writers in the U.P. were only preoccupied with mouthing Prufrock, with dilettantism, or with Freud, and self-sought neurosis. My dear friend Fr. John Delaney […]
[In this rainy afternoon on the day before Christmas 2008, I tried searching for “dr fg david” instead of “fredegusto david” and discovered all these hitherto undiscovered blogs, all of which feature these 6 Quotable Quotes which somehow got separated from a longer list of 100+ QQs. Even so, one discerns the individuality of each […]